Surely unhappy winds reign on thoughtful days
Veins trembling, breath fighting, refusing to be taken
And we know it’s time to leave
It’s time to close every open door.
Time to bolt every pretty open window and hide.
That’s what this feels like,
Time to hide, and leave.
They won’t miss us after closing all the blinds.
Lies, dress seductively
So don’t fall for what you see, or feel
Being dramatic completely missing the mark, refusing to correctly steer
We’re not really watching our watches
We don’t know if it’s time to leave